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Restrain thyself for me a little, and I will shew thee, that, yet - for GOD, there is justification,

Lo! GOD, is mighty, yet will he not despise, Mighty in vigour of mind;

Yet, now, men see not the light, bright though it is in the skies, when, a wind, hath passed over, and cleansed them.

Yet, I, have installed my king, - on Zion my holy mountain.

A God to vindicate the righteous, - and yet a Got to be indignant throughout every day.

Yet through all the earth, hath gone forth their voice, - and, to the end of the world, their sayings, - For the sun, hath he set up a tent therein;

Yet a little, therefore, and the lawless one shall not be, Yea thou shalt look about, over his place - and he shall have vanished!

Young, have I been, moreover am old, - Yet have I not seen, A righteous man forsaken, Nor his seed begging bread:

Look away from me that I may brighten up, Ere yet I depart and am no more.

Blessed be Yahweh, the God of Israel, From the age that is past, even unto the age yet to come: Amen and Amen!

Why shouldst thou be cast down, O my soul? And why shouldst thou moan over me? Wait thou for God, for yet shall I praise him, As the triumph of my presence.

Why shouldst thou be sat down, O my soul? And why shouldst thou moan over me? Wait thou for God, for yet shall I praise him, As the triumph of my presence and my God.

Why shouldst thou be cast down, O my soul? And why shouldst thou moan over me, Wait thou for God, for yet shall I praise him, As the triumph of my presence, and my God.

All this, hath come upon us, Yet had we not forgotten thee, Neither had we dealt falsely with thy covenant;

That he should, yet, live on, continually, Should not see corruption.

This, their way, is a folly to them, And yet, their followers, with their mouth, approve. Selah.

Smoother than curds, were the words of his mouth, But, war, was in his heart, - Softer his words than oil, Yet, they, were drawn swords!

Yet them return, then, at evening, Let them growl like a dog, And go round the city.

Reproach hath broken my heart, and I am weak, - Though I waited for one to pity me, yet there was none, And for comforters, yet I found not any.

And yet been smitten all the day, And been rebuked morning by morning!